Practicing Acupuncture

Fu Yan looked at Gu Nancheng playfully and said with a smile, "Apart from company-related reasons, are there any personal reasons?"

With Gu Nancheng's scheming mind, if all he wanted to do was to let the people in the company show their true colors, he wouldn't have woken up so early and risk discovery by Fang Tong.

"How do you feel about the wife Auntie found you?"

"What do you mean by how I feel?" Gu Nancheng evaded the question.

"Fang Tong was walking strange when she brought me upstairs just now. It was obvious that she was injured. You liked her and didn't want Gu Ting to bully her so you helped her, right?"

Gu Nancheng frowned slightly and glared at Fu Yan. "You should be calling her Cousin-in-law. Besides, who let you stare at her?"

Fu Yan was speechless. What a boomerang insult...

While they were talking, Fang Tong came in with a glass of water. The conversation between the two was clearly heard but Gu Nancheng closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep again.

It would be a pity if he didn't participate in the Oscars with his acting skills!

Fu Yan rolled his eyes and took out a set of acupuncture needles from his medical kit and handed them to Fang Tong. "I thought about it just now. It's not a good idea to keep him lying like this. His limbs will be weak when he wakes up. If this went on longer, his internal organs might also be damaged. These are gold needles used for acupuncture. I'll send you a human acupuncture points chart in a while. When you have time, insert a few needles following the acupoints on the chart to relieve the pressure on his muscles."

Fang Tong didn't refuse. "When I was learning kung fu, my master also liked to study traditional Chinese medicine. I even learned from him for a few days. Don't worry, Dr. Fu, I'll insert a few needles every day."

Fu Yan smiled. "Good! You must persevere."

Gu Nancheng was silent but thought in his heart: this damn Fu Yan, I'll beat him up for this later!

Fang Tong walked Fu Yan downstairs and returned to her room. She stared at the needles Fu Yan had given her, opened the case and took out one. She then lifted the blanket covering Gu Nancheng and unbuttoned his shirt.

"I haven't done this in a long time and I could be a little rusty. Please don't take offense if this hurts."

Fang Tong mumbled, then laughed at herself. "Silly me. You don't feel anything anyway. If you really got angry with me, I would have done the Gu family a big favor!"

"But, should I start with the heart first or the kidney?" Fang Tong held the gold needle and hovered over Gu Nancheng's torso, unable to make up her mind.

"Forget it, let's try it on the arm first!" As she said this, Fang Tong stabbed a three-inch gold needle into Gu Nancheng's right arm.

"Oh no! It's a mistake, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Fang Tong pulled out the needle apologetically, and blood immediately appeared on Gu Nancheng's arm.

"Look at me, I've hurt you. As expected, it's been a long time since I did this and I'm rusty! I think we should start with the thigh! The skin there is thicker, so even if we stabbed it, it wouldn't hurt that much!"

As she spoke, Fang Tong inserted a few needles on Gu Nancheng's legs.

"Hmm, these few insertions are pretty good. There's no more bleeding. I think we can try the internal organs now."

Fang Tong removed all the needles from Gu Nancheng's body and sat down again. She hovered a thin needle over his chest, accidentally poking him from time to time as she tried to find the right acupoint to insert the needle.

"Gu Nancheng, if I don't control the depth of this needle properly, you might fall into a coma for real. Are you sure you want to try?"